Waiting to Take Off...

I'm currently waiting for my 10 pm Aer Lingus flight out of JFK. It's a beautiful airport, especially when there are enough people walking around. The last time I was here was at 5 am, so, needless to say, there are more travelers now at 5 pm. I keep getting questions from people who've called me today about how I feel now: very little. I'm not nervous, not elated; just kinda calm. I was thinking about that this morning in the shower: when would it hit me that I will be spending the next four months in Spain? Will it be when the university representative picks us up and I'll have to respond to him/her in Spanish, when I reach my host family and have to hold a conversation for a whileall in Spanish, orperhaps when I depart Dublin for Bilbao? Who knows. All I know now is that I'm eaving on a jet plane and actually know when I'm returning; it's the middle that lies in front of me. You'll be hearing a lot from me about my adventures, my experiences, my feelings, and in general my travels. All I can do now is pray to God that I make the most of the next four months. I intend to do just that.

Best wishes and God's blessings to all of you and your families and friends--

AMDG,
Anthony